[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker":3,"chapter-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-91":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hogwarts: Don't Call Me a Wandmaker",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2292343,4482,"Chapter 91: The Witch and the Goblins (Requesting First Subscription and Monthly Votes)","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-91",91,"\u003Cp>King’s Cross Station, a young wizard once again recalled the terror of being dominated by the Knight Bus, nearly fainting on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But apart from him, everyone else grew calmer upon hearing Silven’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, as long as they could return to Hogwarts on time, it would be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Knight Bus? What’s that?” At the front of the crowd, Harry asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a three-decker bus,” Ron said, his face slightly pale, as if recalling something unpleasant. “Believe me, you absolutely do not want to ride it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just a bus,” Harry said, not taking Ron’s warning seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up, you clumsy lot!” At that moment, a scolding voice came from nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Weasley was striding toward them, the vulture specimen on her hat bobbing with each step as if alive. Mr. Weasley followed behind, talking to two men in cloaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you get the time wrong? Molly and Percy just entered the platform, and the entrance was already sealed—twenty full minutes before departure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We couldn’t have gotten the time wrong, Arthur. The platform only closes after the Hogwarts Express has left,” said one wizard solemnly. “Could it be you’ve mistaken the platform?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wilson, do you think I wouldn’t know where Platform Nine is?” Mr. Weasley raised his voice. “I could find the correct wall with my eyes closed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anyone else said that, it might be bragging—but not Mr. Weasley. Not only did he attend Hogwarts, but ten years ago he began taking Bill Weasley there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came Charlie, Percy, Fred, George… every year without fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anyone in the wizarding world had visited King’s Cross Station the most, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would surely top the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he possibly mistake the platform entrance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group quickly approached, and after a preliminary inspection, the young Auror’s face turned grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The platform entrance was indeed sealed—hard as stone, completely a real wall, and they hadn’t noticed it at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If these people stranded outside missed the train and arrived late en masse, they’d be in trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, the older Auror, around fifty, remained calm. He tapped his wand lightly against the wall a few times, then turned to the crowd. “Hurry, the train departs in three minutes—there’s still time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry, having just been jostled, hesitated instinctively when he looked at the wall again and didn’t rush forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first to dash through was Seamus; only when he vanished behind the wall did everyone relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven was the second to pass through, followed by Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes remained. The loud whistle of the Hogwarts Express reached the outside the instant Ginny entered the platform. Mr. Weasley no longer cared about arguing with the Aurors—he waved urgently. “Harry, Ron, follow me—and you, hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven was already on the train, having found an empty compartment near the rear. As he settled his trunk, he heard Mrs. Weasley’s voice from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Arthur, thank goodness. What happened out there? You never came back, and I wanted to go look for you, but the entrance was sealed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know,” Mr. Weasley said hastily. “Not now—get the children on board.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes—Ginny, Ron, hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a chaotic scramble, everyone finally boarded the train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another whistle sounded, and the massive red train slowly pulled out of the platform, accelerating steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven watched the window, feeling relieved—he was glad he wouldn’t have to ride the Knight Bus to school. Compared to that, sitting on the Hogwarts Express was downright comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how had this happened? Had the Weasleys left early?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed only this explanation made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they arrived early, they didn’t need to rush. And with other students arriving too, even if they were locked out, the adults had ample time to resolve the issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why was the platform suddenly sealed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know. This has never happened before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry pushed open the compartment door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven?” he exclaimed. “Can we sit here? Everywhere else is full.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course,” Silven said. “But didn’t Hermione save seats for you? I remember you three were inseparable before the holidays.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She did,” Ron shoved his trunk into the rack. “Ginny’s in the same compartment with her, and Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown—all girls. If we joined them, it’d feel weird.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright,” Silven said. “But you’re awfully early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We could’ve been earlier—we woke up the moment the rooster crowed,” Ron grumbled, yawning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But getting off was a mess. George forgot his Extendable Ears, Fred didn’t bring his broom—we had to go back twice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good thing we hadn’t left yet,” Harry said. “If someone had noticed we’d forgotten something once we were on the highway, we’d never have made it to the station on time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah,” Ron muttered. “Thank goodness they’re not that forgetful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the compartment door opened again, and Fred and George stepped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, I heard someone mention us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear Ronald, what do you have against us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slung their arms around each other’s shoulders, swiftly approaching Ron like a pair of eight-legged spiders hunting prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron said nothing, lips pressed tight, his face flushed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think Ron’s right—you’re far too slow,” Hermione and Ginny entered behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-empty compartment now felt cramped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering, Ginny’s gaze, as if equipped with radar, immediately fixed on Harry—then quickly shifted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I forgot something… on that highway…” she said in a voice utterly unlike her usual one, embarrassed. “I suddenly remembered I didn’t bring my diary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the word “diary,” Silven instinctively looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When did you start keeping a diary?” Ron and his two brothers stared at Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t start it—Hermione gave it to me,” Ginny said. “I’d never seen such a beautiful book—it had a witch and seven goblins painted on it, so pretty. I just don’t know why they don’t move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And I don’t like writing diaries, so I didn’t bother going back to get it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A witch… and seven goblins?” Harry’s mind instantly conjured an image—Mrs. Weasley in the garden chasing goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t fathom how goblins could be considered beautiful—they looked like potatoes with two sticks stuck in them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Hermione whispered beside him, “It’s Snow White,” did Harry finally understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, though he thought fairies looked more like it, goblins weren’t wrong either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bought her a Muggle notebook?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Hermione said. “I saw it in the shop and thought Ginny would like it—after all, Mr. Weasley is fascinated by Muggle things.” She shifted closer to Harry, speaking only loud enough for him to hear. “It was so expensive—a diary for eight pounds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry said nothing. Before being accepted to Hogwarts, the largest sum of money he’d ever owned was a five-pence coin—pounds felt impossibly distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, upon hearing Ginny’s words, Silven immediately lost interest in the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Ginny—he too had received a diary from Hermione. It was black, thick, and sturdy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, Mr. Granger had mistakenly thought Silven had lost a black diary in Flourish and Blotts, so he bought a new one and had Hermione deliver it to the wand shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1176,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","70290503db053147c4bcfb57eda1a64372e954d2a11e5ed01856fa51f07e1c56","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-92","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-90",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]